Hi, everybody! Welcome to my new blog!
I had an old blog, but the problem was that a) I rarely updated it, and b) when I did it was always weird and featured me being mad about grocery stores or F. Scott Fitzgerald or other completely unrelated things, and therefore was sort of hard to maintain since it generally made zero sense whatsoever.
These sorts of problems absolutely will not happen here*. New start! Woohoo! Clean slate!!
So let's get on topic by sharing a picture of the color of my nails:
I should probably give you context for this.
One of the things I'm most excited about right now given that my Real Life Job is about to end for the semester is that I'm finally, finally going to have time to work on creative crap without feeling guilty about the immense backlog of work that I kept putting off because I wanted to do creative crap but didn't because I knew that I had work I should be doing which stopped me from wanting to do creative stuff but wasn't enough to make me do the actual work and so I just sort of sat around glaring at everything in my general vicinity instead of doing anything at all.
I'm super efficient. I don't know why more people don't ask me to help them organize their lives.
I did do NaNoWriMo, but that was more for shooting out a potential novel as fast as humanly possible (to be rewritten to the point of insanity at some later point in time if the idea wound up working) than really feeling like I'd produced very much. 50,000 words of "can I legitimately make this better later?" isn't necessarily inspiring.
So, I randomly decided to turn to my nails. I hadn't actually painted them in ages, mainly because I have a bad tendency to smash them into doors and walls and books and the floor and my car door and my face and all kinds of other stupid things. However, somehow they've actually stayed really nice and long, and so I keep painting them. Why not, right? Some kind of artistic expression is better than nothing, right?
.......NO. NO IT IS NOT. THAT IS A STUPID IDEA.
Which is why - for my first real post next week (which will be on Christmas Eve because I have weird planning skills), I'm gonna start documenting my progress on MY BIRD PUPPET! Because I am going to make one.
No, really. I am. I swear. It'll happen! Just you wait! (For next week!)
Bye!
*It's definitely going to happen here.
I had an old blog, but the problem was that a) I rarely updated it, and b) when I did it was always weird and featured me being mad about grocery stores or F. Scott Fitzgerald or other completely unrelated things, and therefore was sort of hard to maintain since it generally made zero sense whatsoever.
These sorts of problems absolutely will not happen here*. New start! Woohoo! Clean slate!!
So let's get on topic by sharing a picture of the color of my nails:
I should probably give you context for this.
One of the things I'm most excited about right now given that my Real Life Job is about to end for the semester is that I'm finally, finally going to have time to work on creative crap without feeling guilty about the immense backlog of work that I kept putting off because I wanted to do creative crap but didn't because I knew that I had work I should be doing which stopped me from wanting to do creative stuff but wasn't enough to make me do the actual work and so I just sort of sat around glaring at everything in my general vicinity instead of doing anything at all.
I'm super efficient. I don't know why more people don't ask me to help them organize their lives.
I did do NaNoWriMo, but that was more for shooting out a potential novel as fast as humanly possible (to be rewritten to the point of insanity at some later point in time if the idea wound up working) than really feeling like I'd produced very much. 50,000 words of "can I legitimately make this better later?" isn't necessarily inspiring.
So, I randomly decided to turn to my nails. I hadn't actually painted them in ages, mainly because I have a bad tendency to smash them into doors and walls and books and the floor and my car door and my face and all kinds of other stupid things. However, somehow they've actually stayed really nice and long, and so I keep painting them. Why not, right? Some kind of artistic expression is better than nothing, right?
.......NO. NO IT IS NOT. THAT IS A STUPID IDEA.
Which is why - for my first real post next week (which will be on Christmas Eve because I have weird planning skills), I'm gonna start documenting my progress on MY BIRD PUPPET! Because I am going to make one.
No, really. I am. I swear. It'll happen! Just you wait! (For next week!)
Bye!
*It's definitely going to happen here.
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